This wasn’t my first city game my dad tells me but it is the firt i can remember, everything about the day was like a rollercoaster. Getting the coach down to london and hitting traffic so we was on the coach for about 7 hours haha. The match was just…words cant describe it, as a seven year old kid it was just ‘wow’. Seeing the GOAT, dickov and horlock – the players my dad would come home from maine road and jus talk endlessly about- it was just every blues dream. Seeing weaver run around the pitch, dickov nearly breaking his back skidding on the pitch after the goal, Edghill kissing his shirt after his penalty and the immortal pressence of Andy Morrison. haha not to mention the brilliant Robert Taylor playing for gillingham – yes i was being sarcastic haha.
that day sums up why were all crazy about city !